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I’ll ades It doesn’t feel anything like what I feel when I let one and I’ poop emoji without him

I know I’ll eventually find another job But there’s not a chance in hell I’ll ever find soor I just hope it’s a few years before I pick up the paper and see a s picture of him and his beautiful wife and their perfect babies, because I need a little time between now and then to convince myself I’m not really in love with him

Like, ten, twenty years

A few ht on thebetter to do, I decide to find out who it is

"Joellen, this is Portia" A delicate throat clearing, then she begins anew "Fro I wanted to wait until after Christ to work to, ominous pause "Please meet us in the boardroom as soon as you coood a place as any to get canned after ten years of dogged loyalty It has the best view Though I’ I didn’t do, I’ve been around long enough to kno these things go

Men are never punished as severely as wo the rules, because men made all the rules in the first place

I do have one ace in the hole, though If I don’t get a decent severance package and a reference letter, I’ll sue for wrongful termination Sure, no one will believe hthis hand up some other poor sap’s holiday dress that she couldn’t really afford

I don’t understand why Portia didn’t just fire s at o back in anyway

But then things take a turn toward the unthinkable when I unlock Caone I know this because he left an envelope for me on the kitchen counter ood-byes and we’re not talking anyway, so I’ht

My offer was serious It still is My door will always be open for you

Yours until the sun flauished,

Prancer

Included with the note is a first-class ticket to Scotland

I sit right down on the kitchen floor and cry until I’ like a baby, curled up into a ball with the note clenched in ht as well be, for all intents and purposes My insides are all , and I certainly won’t be able to string a coherent sentence together in one I feel dead but also like I’ve been hollowed out by knives, lit on fire, and tossed into a vat of acid How do people survive this?

I share the elevator up to the thirty-third floor with Denny, who must be spooked by et is a tepid, "Morning" Which suits me fine, because in my current state of mind, I’m liable to commit murder if confronted with a fart joke

The cubicle field is exactly the same yet looks completely different How did I sit at that desk for ten years of ray walls? How did I waste soas fast as I could on a bike that didn’t have wheels?